Remeve my peynes be thi gret grace,
And lete me fro this deth fle,
As I dede nevyr no trespace!
The watyr and blood owth of my face,
Dystyllyth for peynes that I xal take;
My flesche qwakyth in ferful case,
As thow the joyntes asondre xuld schake.
Here Jhesus goth aȝen to his discipulis and fyndyth hem asclepe; Jhesus thus seyng, latyng hem lyne,
ffadyr, the thrydde tyme I come ageyn,
ffulleche myn erdon for to spede;